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Feb 2013
It was your craft
That finally I laughed
At this whirlpool of monstrosity
That was full of false guarantees

It was your gnawing anguish
That made me stop and wish
That a savage fire
Burned this realm of desire

But I think it was your enraged smile
That made it worth all the while
To step away from your nightmare
And take my radiant sun elsewhere
Claire Lewinski
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